The King of Black Fog

After getting off the plane, the group discussed whether to rest for a day on a deserted beach or go deep into the mountains.

"Bro, which one do you choose? No need to deliberately pick the seaside, in the mountains, I'll still choose a pebble-stream where we can fish and barbecue; the three of us will wear swimsuits anyway."

"Oh, then I'm fine with either."

Li Changzhou also switched his status to a travel mindset—battle when it's time to fight, enjoy when it's time to relax—experience everything, that's what life is about.

Always being tense, even if not tired, reduces the excitement of life by at least half.

As a result, he instinctively opened [King of Black Fog], and his just-relaxed mood immediately tensed up again.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qinglan noticed his expression—she always kept an intentional or unintentional eye on Li Changzhou; according to Li Qianxia, it's like 'only having eyes for him.'

"Prosperity has declined, quite a lot."

The three of them put away their relaxed expressions; they knew what [King of Black Fog - Prosperity Index] represented.

"Did something happen to the Six Great Stars?" Turquoise Pool tried to ask.

"The vacation is temporarily postponed. You return to the Honey Jar World first, I'll go see." Li Changzhou said.

Li Qianxia reminded: "Bro, be careful, call us if anything happens."

Li Changzhou nodded and brought the three into the Honey Jar World.

Little Carrot took her finger out of her mouth and pointed to herself: "What about me?"

Li Changzhou grabbed her and placed her in his wide sleeve: "You come with me, alert me if there's danger."

He nodded once more to Chang'e—and with that nod, Chang'e had already transformed into light and left.

"Quite the character."

As the teleportation vortex opened, he transmitted his voice to Yafeiluna, asking her to meet him.

The location was not the headquarters building on Earth.

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Lasa.

In front of Jokhang Temple, it was crowded.

The sunset twilight, the flames of the setting sun spread across the sky.

Under the sunset, prayer flags flew like banners; dharma horns, conch shells, and golden horns rang out.

On both sides of the road, around the pagodas, on the roofs of the halls, window sills, indoor Buddha halls, altars, offering tables, and any step where lights could be placed, were lit with butter lamps.

Besides, there were also bowls of clean water.

The lamps and water reflected, resembling a mortal Buddha country.

Besides the monks from the Tibetan area, there were also many tourists wearing Hanfu.

Among these tourists, those with a certain demeanor, whose clothes looked relatively shabby and rustic, as if ancient people had traveled through time to the present, were mostly players.

Li Changzhou's large sleeves fluttered as he walked through the crowd, wearing a Sun Wukong mask he casually picked up—he had no money on him.

"Sir." Yafeiluna suddenly emerged from the crowd, coming up behind him, "Congratulations on your ability again..."

"What festival is this, so lively?"

Yafeiluna glanced: "It's the Lantern Festival, celebrating a player from the Tibetan area who successfully went through the Human Tribulation—of course, a First Level Human Tribulation, Third Level, Second Level are no match for you, sir. This player is said to be quite impressive and already quite famous before becoming a player. This event is authorized by the Asia non-company."

There were Tibetan women distributing free milk tea, and Li Changzhou took a bowl.

He lifted his mask and drank a sip, not used to the taste.

He drank it slowly, sip by sip.

Returning the bowl to the kind Tibetan woman, Li Changzhou gazed at the distant prayer wheels.

The crowd spinning the prayer wheels surged forward like a rolling tide, the wheels spinning frantically, the chanting continuously buzzing.

Someone threw cypress branches into a burner, facing Jokhang Temple or the sky, chanting: "La—, Solor!"

White smoke steamed, rising straight into the darkening night sky.

"What are they shouting?" Li Changzhou asked Yafeiluna.

Yafeiluna grabbed a Tibetan beside her: "Hello, I'm a tourist, may I ask what 'La, Solor' means?"

"La—, Solor! God, decisive victory!" The Tibetan shouted.

People around followed with, "La—, Solor!"

Everyone's face showed excitement.

More and more people were affected, the atmosphere growing increasingly intense, regardless of gender or age, all gazing upwards to the heavens.

"La... Solor!"

The high shout rose, the sound shook the heart.

Yafeiluna's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

The gods of the Six Great Stars must receive Li Changzhou's personal seal; this Spirit Buddha dared to call himself a god, similar to ancient times when someone proclaimed themselves king.

"Sir, I will immediately contact Zhao Zongchen to cancel the event and arrest this newly ascended Immortal!"

Li Changzhou raised his hand, stopping Yafeiluna from taking out the communicator.

"What's been happening recently?" Li Changzhou asked.

"... The Divine Will Great Wall has arrived." Yafeiluna said softly.

"Divine Will Clan?"

"Yes."

"Did they attack Earth, or the other Five Stars?"

"Not at all." Yafeiluna gently shook her head, her red hair glowing in the buttery lamp light, "Their warship is stationed beyond Neptune in the Kuiper Belt, only sending a notice, allowing players to migrate to the Divine Will Great Wall."

"Migration?"

"Yes, any player migrating, regardless of ability, can receive a hundred thousand Game Coins, and their family's jobs and residences will be properly arranged."

Yafeiluna was also alarmed by the mysterious Divine Will Clan.

For the countless players in the Six Great Stars, each given a hundred thousand, it was simply an astronomical amount.

Yet this Game Coin, for the Divine Will Clan ruling unknown territories, was like a drop in the ocean.

Their absence of direct action seemed to acknowledge Li Changzhou's 'Fake Winner State', hesitating to act rashly, employing only indirect methods.

Li Changzhou touched the little carrot in his sleeve, confirming she had not sensed any danger, that there were no assassins nearby.

"Sir," Yafeiluna continued, "the company has issued orders prohibiting players from migrating privately, but the Divine Will Great Wall's technology and ability exceed ours, bypassing us to take away many players, and all are promising seeds reaching Fourth Rank, Fifth Rank."